Playboy in the City-Chapter 23: The rd - : The Noble Lady’s Submission

Chapter 23: The 23rd Chapter: The Noble Lady’s Submission

Xiao Huiyun’s soul-stealing cries of passion echoed from the room, reverberating throughout the villa.

Waiting outside, Ma Xiaorong couldn’t resist getting up to observe at the bedroom door. She watched Xiao Huiyun’s fair, rosy body tremble and spasm. The crystalline toes of her beautiful feet constantly flexed and curled. Ma Xiaorong understood instantly that Xiao Huiyun was in ecstasy.

I’m so envious.

Ever since my husband became impotent, it’s been a very, very long time since I’ve experienced a peak that felt like walking on clouds.

I want that, too.

But not like this, not through acupuncture. I want to be intensely filled by Chen Yang’s thick heat and reach that kind of climax.

Involuntarily, Ma Xiaorong felt a tingling, moist heat bloom between her thighs. She bit her lip, her eyes fixed on Chen Yang’s tall silhouette inside the room, and slowly squeezed her legs together.

「Inside the room.」

SPURT... SPURT SPURT...

Xiao Huiyun’s delicate body convulsed, and a clear stream of fluid erupted from her White Tiger. The sight was enough to make anyone want to step forward immediately and taste the sweet mountain spring.

Chen Yang could no longer restrain the scorching fire in his body. The sleeping Black Dragon in the valley suddenly awakened, raising its ferocious head.

The treatment was not over yet. Suppressing his state, Chen Yang reached out, plucked out the Silver Needles, and put them away.

His hands covered her trembling snowy peaks. Feeling her delicate body spasm, he began to knead them forcefully. The indescribably soft, supple, and smooth sensation exploded in his mind. His Black Dragon swelled violently, reaching its peak state.

"Ngh... ahh..."

As the mysterious energy filled his palms, the trembling Xiao Huiyun couldn’t take it anymore and arched her back, letting out another delicate cry. Her fair hands gripped the bedsheets tightly. Her long, slender legs curled and straightened, her beautiful feet alternating between tensing and relaxing.

Xiao Huiyun swore to herself that the sensation this treatment brought her was a first in her life—truly unprecedented. Chen Yang’s hands felt magical, as if they were constantly pouring something into her body.

As the mysterious energy in his Dantian was consumed, Chen Yang’s hands moved over Xiao Huiyun’s snowy peaks and lower abdomen. The red rashes on her underbust and belly began to fade, gradually disappearing.

As the rashes vanished, Xiao Huiyun once again felt a sense of relief wash over her entire body. It was as if she had been born again.

At that moment, the intense physical and emotional craving for a man that she had been suppressing was no longer held back. It exploded forth in an instant.

"Little Divine Doctor... ngh... give it to me... give it to me..." Her entire body flushed a deep red, Xiao Huiyun was the very picture of a lust-poisoned seductress. She squinted her beautiful eyes as her fair, jade-like hand shot out and grabbed the ferocious, jutting erection. Pulling it down, her slender fingers wrapped tightly around it and began to move skillfully. "...Take me... hurry... take me..."

Chen Yang drew in a sharp breath, a gasp escaping him as her soft, hot hand suddenly seized him.

"I..."

Every single thing Xiao Huiyun did was stimulating him, but he held onto a thread of reason. Facing Xiao Huiyun, a woman with a deep background and powerful backing, he didn’t dare to act rashly. He was worried about the consequences. Involuntarily, he wanted to turn his head to look at Ma Xiaorong outside, to gauge her opinion.

But just then, he felt his dragon’s head enveloped by a wet warmth. A nimble tongue, like a slippery loach, began to swim around it, sending a thrilling numbness through his entire body that made him shudder violently.

He looked down and was instantly stunned.

Before him, Xiao Huiyun—the woman who had been as noble and dignified as a queen—was now on her hands and knees, kneeling before him. Her body flushed red, she took his pillar into her mouth like a bitch in heat, tossing her messy hair as she swallowed it greedily.

MMMH...

At that moment, a profound sense of achievement and satisfaction washed over Chen Yang’s heart. The indescribable thrill made him thread his fingers into Xiao Huiyun’s hair. He cupped the back of her head and began to thrust in time with her movements.

MMMH... SLURP, SLURP...

In that instant, the pleasure that numbed his entire body, mixed with the wet sounds of suction, drifted out of the room.

"This..."

At the doorway, Ma Xiaorong covered her mouth, her eyes wide with disbelief as she stared at the scene. The high and mighty Sister Xiao, who never gave any man the time of day, was now voluntarily kneeling before Chen Yang, taking that ferocious thing into her mouth.

The contrast was so stark it left Ma Xiaorong in utter disbelief. How is this possible? Is Chen Yang really that incredible?

In that moment, seeing Xiao Huiyun kneel, Ma Xiaorong understood. She would never make Chen Yang submit to her charms. The only way was for her to kneel at his feet, submit to him, and worship him.

Thinking of that possibility, combined with the stimulating scene before her, Ma Xiaorong’s face grew redder and redder. The desire to be filled was becoming impossible to suppress...

「Inside the room.」

MMMH... SLURP, SLURP...

Feeling her tender throat being filled, along with a faint sense of suffocation, was no longer enough for Xiao Huiyun. She was no longer satisfied. Especially with the yearning coming from her White Tiger; she wanted to be invaded.

With a soft exhale, she released the fullness from her cherry-red mouth. As they separated, a string of glistening saliva stretched between them.

The loss of that warm, wet sheath interrupted Chen Yang’s enjoyment. He looked down at Xiao Huiyun, who was gazing up at him with bewitching, silk-like eyes. The glistening liquid dripped down onto her snowy peaks. Her gorgeous face and delicate body were simply too tempting.

"Xiao Yang, Auntie helped you. Now, it’s your turn to help Auntie," Xiao Huiyun said, her wet little hands starting to tug at Chen Yang’s clothes.

At this point, Chen Yang’s eyes were bloodshot. His breathing was heavy as he tore off his clothes and threw them aside.

Xiao Huiyun wanted it, and he couldn’t wait any longer.

That White Tiger’s Honey Spring... I will enter it, conquer it, and claim it as my own.

Chen Yang pushed Xiao Huiyun onto her back. He grabbed her soft, beautiful feet and pulled them toward him. Instantly, the glistening pink entrance to her White Tiger was exposed before his eyes. Anxiously, he pressed her beautiful legs down, preparing to plunge inside.

"No... Auntie wants your tongue..."

Xiao Huiyun had other ideas. Her long, slender leg slipped from Chen Yang’s grasp, wrapped around his neck, and pulled him down fiercely.

Caught off guard, Chen Yang stumbled forward and fell to his knees beside the bed. The glistening wetness of the pink, dewy White Tiger brushed against the tip of his nose. Its intoxicating, blood-boiling scent plunged straight into his lungs.

"Ngh... Xiao Yang... lick me..."

Before Chen Yang could react, Xiao Huiyun grabbed his head with both hands and pressed it down forcefully. At the same time, her hips arched up, actively pressing herself against his mouth and nose.

In that instant, as his mouth was completely enveloped by that glistening, flowing font, Chen Yang’s mind exploded...